By the way,,, am I the only one who has had a problem with the word, "sustainable"?
Yes. It's only you.
I think I might have even mentioned to Smidgy that when I go out to dinner,,, I'd like to think I'm paying for more than just something to sustain me until I eat breakfast".
And she never corrected me.
Well... no. Of course not. Where's the fun in that?
Really, wouldn't you just love to remove the bindings from all the lobsters in the tanks at Red Lobster?
And see about 30 of them sneak into the dining room, both barrels armed and ready,,, Pinchers locked and loaded!
"Now, where are those achilles tendons I keep hearing about?"
Yes! And they get organized into regiments and platoons. With little helmets on their heads.
Back on the sutsainable part:
Admit it, you don't know either!
Although,, we do have a sustainable coffee table,,,
no matter what you put on it,,, or spill on it,,, you won't get it out!
There! Now you've got it. It's a word that comes from the deep south. Some fish oils are more difficult to get out when doing laundry. You've got to watch that you don't get it on your clothing, when eating.
So, uh... I, uh... was wonderin'... uh... Is thi
S uh Stainable fish?
Simple, really.
Sunday evening of our arrival day, we both got to take parts in a classic war movie, The Longest Night, She got the John Wayne role and I ended up with the Red Buttons role, hanging from a church steeple by my parachute while the Krauts practice their target shooting at me.
You're thinking of "The Longest Day". Great movie. They still have the paratrooper up on the church...
http://www.flickr.com/photos/16833954@N00/212017062
Whenever I got close to falling asleep, she would fire off a few rounds of "snorts" that would wake me back up again
Probably retaliatory snorts to interrupt your snoring.
(I'm on your side Smidgy.)
We both should have slept like rocks after not sleeping the night before, but with my back really seizsing back up
Let's back up. Doesn't it get your back up when your back seizes back up when you back up to a sewer back up?
I also now had one more problem keeping me awake;
no disrespect intended, but I'm now sharing a room with Peter Pottamus, who would occasionally let loose with a "Hippo Holler"!
I'm tellin' ya... it's in self defence.
Yes,, the very same Tyranosaurus Rex that was in Jurasick Park

And nobody caught that?
as he decided a guy sitting on the pot with a Bathroom Reader in his hands,, was a good midnight snack.
Aren't you glad you weren't around during the Cretacious (no, not Jurass is sick) period? Oh, wait... how old are you... really?
white noise she called it.
I called it "noise noise".
"zzzzzhhzzzzzzzzdddzzzzzzzszzszsszszszs bz ORLANDO fzzzbzbzbzbbzzazbbzzsssszs"
Every once iin a while, it would lock just enough on the nearest station for it to blurt out one word,,,which would scare the crap out of me, before it returned to it's "white noise" status.

Now
that's funny! I can just see that happening too. Did you get to the point where you were just lying there, waiting for the next word to come out?
Anyway,,, believe you me,,,, believe me you?
Me no believe you.
With me moanin' and a groanin',, and her blortin' and a snortin',,,it sounded like TB ward's 20th reunion!
And everybody had a great time! Oh sure, everybody had changed. Some had put on weight, or lost some hair... but you could always identify someone from the distinctive wheezing they'd make.
Or, a behind the stage scene from a Jerry Springer show.
Ya know... there's so much going on
on stage, that I wonder if it's not fairly quiet backstage.
Geez! You're only getting to the morning now?? You're getting as long winded...
as long winded as...
me.
The Hobbling Dead woke up before the Coughing Dead,
And you were Grateful then, no?
and I had tried to lay out my stuffage the night before.
mmmm. I love stuffage. I'll eat that before eating the turkey any day.
all I had to do was punch the buttons to start it.
Why does everyone say, "Punch the button." Seems kind of violent, doesn't it? Shouldn't we try to be a more caring, gentle society? Oh, wait. That's the Swiss. Maybe there, they "caress and gently coax the buttons into a zen state of activation" and never, never, never "depress the buttons".
You stood? Back too sore to lie?
so now I'm just running my hands all over the damn thing,, pressing, prodding, kneading.
You proddingly knead to press the right button, or it won't work.
Finally,,, a light came on!
Over your head? And that helped you find the right button.
Check.
Within 3 minutes,, all my attempts at quiet went overboard, when this little coffe maker tried to imitate the audio part of the giant volcano, "Krakatoa" exploding in Malaysia.
I knew about Krakatoa... but couldn't remember if it was in Malaysia, so I googled it (it is). But what I found interesting is that it was 13,000 times more powerful than Little Boy and four times more powerful than the biggest nuclear bomb ever detonated. I knew it was bigger than Hiroshima... just not
how much bigger.
I didn't know whether to put cream and sugar in my cup,, or evacuate the resort.
I chose to evacuate,,, heh,,, as they say in hospitaleze.
awww... I was going to go there.
'cause when you gotta go, ya gotta go.
ONce you got these babies moving,,, they wanted to KEEP moving. But I'm not quite sure how they were able to Bam,,, they stopped short from completeing the closed circuit by about an eighth of an inch,
The bam was from the door reaching full extension...
Aren't you glad I'm here to explain these things and totally harsh your mellow?
I considered getting the caulking gun and filling in the gap,,, but that meant resigning myself to spending the rest of the trip in the vanity area,,,, and I know, sooner or later she's gonna want to use the bathroom.
Very considerate of you. Allowing Smidgy to use the bathroom, I mean. Not deliberately trying to wake her by shining nova strength light into her eyes or smashing vault like doors back and forth.
I head on out to Panchitos,,, the general store to pick up the major private items I need.
(why do I have this feeling of Dejavu?)
( and they won't get it here, either)
Won't get it? You mean generally speaking?
Down to the bridge I walked,,, and slowly, across it to El Centro.
Sounds like you walked over to a South American dictator.
Si, El Centro!
No, El Centro! No!
<bang>
I did not pass a single person,,I did not pass go, but I would have taken a ride on the Reading if I had seen it,
Reading comes later... gotta finish book three, right?
but I WAS passed by everybody else,,, including the octagenarian with a prothesis on one leg,,, and missing the other one totally.
I thought octagenarians had eight legs?
I would have loved to see how she dealt with Boardwalk and Park Place.
There's a Park Place in Disney?
And really... don't you think there should be a Marvin Gardens?
But, I needn't have rushed,,,, Panchitos didn't open until 8, got 15 minutes to kill.
You see, that, right up there was a little joke,,, no, not a sligh thapper, just a little joke. Really,, I even looked it up, I googled it,,, said it's a little joke,,,ok OK,,, I'll get rid of it later,,,geesh.
Nope. Not getting that one. It could be that it's so small that it's undetectable.
I peaked into RiK's Cafe,,,,,, Oh MY GOD,,,, it's nuts in this little room,,, the line was out the corridor,,,,,for basically the bounty platter breakfast you get at all the food courts in the morning.
Here's looking at breakfast, shweetheart.
What do you mean, 'again'? Don't you mean 'still'?
They opened the steel bars for Panchitos,,, after a charades routine with a cast member who didn't speak English OR GERMAN,
Yiddish... definitely Yiddish.
,,I finally got a newspaper and slapped a buck ten down on the counter and started walking away.
"Oh sir,,,,"
Yup. Saw that one coming too!
"Youstillneedtopayus25centsmore." she blurted out.
Oh, sure.
Now she speaks english...
I could feel my face turning red
Shoulda used sunscreen, fully... or foolscreen.
as I leaned over and read the price on the newspaper,,,, yep,,,,they raised it a quarter since we were last here in September.
A price hike? In Disney? How out of the norm!
Norm!!!
Nebo was an idiot!
Better yet,, Nebo was King of the Idiots!
Isn't it nice when we can both agree on something???
My stupidity reached full bloom on my face,, even the tan couldn't hide,,, and i tried to give them an extra 50 to forget the whole thing.
No chance.
No change?
This is the first day there,, I can picture the rest of the trip from now on,,,
"Hello Mr. Idiot,, need a paper today?"
"Good morning Mr. Idiot,,,don't forget,,, sun block works best if applied directly in your eyes to avoid bright yellow poisening."
Nah, they would never say that... to your face. Red face. Behind your back. Sore back. Oh, absolutely. But not right to your face. Did you notice a lot of giggling and finger pointing when you returned? No?
You're probably not as observant as you used to be.
Every morning from that point on, even if I didn't need a paper I would make a point to go in and apologize,,, even if it was somebody different,,,I'd go in and apologize anyway.
Way to increase the giggles and finger pointing. I knew you'd find a way.
Even if i didn't know them,,, I'd apologize,,, in military speak,, I believe they would call this carpet bombing.
Good analogy... or is that a metaphor... I know it's not a simile...
Good one!
"But, but, but,,,, you don't understand! My sunglasses are back in the room,,,, you know,,,, "The Dragons' Den?"
Where no mortal dare tread.
Geez, you've even got me scared to wake her!
I stood there weighing my options,,,
And how many kilotons were they?
This was a major ordeal,,,,
And a very private one. Thanks for sharing.
Maybe I should've put a colonel or even a semi-colonel between those sentences?
picture George Bailey again,, sitting there with tears rolling down his face, clutching his hands to his chin as he thinks, and thinks,, what he should do. ,,,,weighing the options,,,, possible blindness,,, Diane's Rath,,,, possible blindness,,,,,ok,,, this time we'll get it right,,, Diane's Wrath!
Wrong! Always, always go with the self imposed injury over the waking of she-who-must-not-be.
I chose the lesser of two evils..
Two boll weevils grew up in South Carolina. One went to Hollywood and became a famous actor. The other stayed behind in the cotton fields and never amounted to much. The second one, naturally, became known as the lesser of two weevils.
Yeah, it's an oldie... but I absolutely
had to.
I knew just where they were,,,Behind the drapes so you could see them from the outside,, but not the inside.
For the life of me, I can't see the logic in this. Is it so you have less of a chance of remembering where they are until
after you leave the room in desperation? Or is it your way of saying, "Look, World. I have shades... I'm cool."
We are going to take a short break fright here
If it's a typo, oh well... but if it's not
I'm guessing you had a banana and ate some popcorn while doing hand exercises, jumping jacks and leg lifts during your break?
I have no misconceptions on what will wake Her Heiniess,
MOLECULES COLLIDING IN MID AIR will wake Smidgy.
And don't even get me started about all the buzzing around the electrons make annoying the protons and neutrons.
Why are they called neutrons... shouldn't they be controns? Or maybe amateurtrons?
I have no proof yet,,, but I'm becoming more and more a fan of the theory that she can ascertain the difference in atmospheric pressure in a room when you open the door.
Tha't s the best I can explain it.
It could be that she can sense... you. Next time, pay some little kid a quarter and see if he can sneak in and out without her noticing. I'm sure Smidgy will appreciate your thoughtfulness.
Opening the door just enough to squeeze most of my body sideways inside, trying not to let in more light than necessary,, and keeping one foot still as a door jam,,or is it a preserve,,, well, it's preserve if it keeps me from becoming jelly,,,
While humming "Lady Marmalade".
AS the door flung open next to our door and 3 kids ran out screaming.
"gwababhahahgwabahahahgobble boggle DISney!gorbal hhey."

Of course! It's inevitable!
She started to say something, and I was sympathetic,,, I knew she still didn't feel well, I listened to her all night, THE LONGEST NIGHT, so I threw the Orlando Sentinel on the bed to slow her down,, and I ran like a thief!
Always good to have a plan of retreat. Run away!
the time is almost 8:30.
Celsius.
I'm always trying to keep you Canadiens in mind.
( I don't know,, you figure it out!)
Subtract 32 and divide by two... close enough. That makes it about 5:58.
See? Not so hard.
True story. Do you want to know from whom I learned to convert Fahrenheit to Celsius? Johnny Carson, on the tonight show.
and enjoyed the most blissfull 30 minutes ever spent at a Disney resort, so now I"m trying to reproduce it.
Trying to reproduce it? You don't need a drinking fountain, you need a Xerox machine.
(Notice I didn't stoop down to the obvious reproduction jokes? Shows restraint. I should get bonus points for that.)
The pills were kicking in at that time,,,, and when the tub started up, I stood back and said with my arms out to it,,,"IT's Alive!"
Thankfully, there was nobody there to see it.
Gee,, I hope there wasn't! Na,,got the place to myself,
"Mine, all mine! MBWAHAHAHAHHAAA." I yelled, after one more quick look around.
Nope. I'm calling you on this one. Oh, I believe you said all that stuff... but there's no way I'm buying an empty hot tub. Not when you want to go in it. The more you want to go and relax in a hot tub is directly proportional to the likelyhood of one (or more) kid who'll treat it like his personal water park.
As I eased my self down the stairs into the currents that I hoped would soon bring me even more relief to my back, a voice from under the rock next to the lounger where I just left my clip clops told me " It still might be another 15 minutes or so till it's totally up to max heat."
That Jimminy Cricket... you just never know where he'll turn up.
WOW,,, I am not fairing well with the native wildlife here at Coronado Springs Resort at all this morning!
Surely, you're not worried about
another CM pointing at you and laughing... you must be used to it by now.
At least he didn't refer to me as King of the Idiots.
Maybe he hadn't gotten the memo yet, it's only been an hour.
True, these things take time to percolate and circulate. (Ha! Tied in your coffee machine and hot tub all in one!)
and in 5 seconds,,, I was almost naked! It just about ripped my suit right off.
What are you trying to do to me? Burn my eyes out? Oh, you want me to be more like you, I see... and you don't, so...
If you did hold onto your suit,,, then it just shot you over to the other side of the tub.
You know, I might pay to watch ping pong Nebo.
"He's slowing down! Turn the jets on higher!"
What I really needed was a harness to keep in place,,, that,,, or this to be located in a blind nudist colony.
Hmm, what a strange concept,,, a blind nudist colony.
Honest,,, never considered that before,, these things happen when typing,,, or,,, strip poker with blind people.
Sounds like an effort in futility.
Remember the MASH episode where Hawkeye was blind and made lewd remarks when one of the nurses was trying to change?
But if there was a blind nudist colony... wouldn't you have a high rate of people bumping into each other... Resulting in an even higher rate of pregnancy?
Just a thought.
And a blind person would probably do well at a strip poker match. No distractions.
Wait,,,, unless you can use Braille!
There,, I knew there had to be a silver lining,,,
There's now officially a market for a braille tatooist.
Do you get the feeling I have another eye appointment coming up?
Ten to one I'm going to be getting another shot, too.
I'll take that bet! I'll bet $50.
I took a couple pics before it got peopley out:
I like that. Oh, BTW, here's your fixed pic...
No,, I hate that it's a hard cover,,, I like being able to fold a book back
<gasp> Sacrilege!
I have to admit,,,, I don't think I've ever read a book ,,, or book series,,, where the protagonist was so unlikable,
Ah! So I'm not the only one. I think they made her more likeable in the movie.
(yes, I've seen it. DD11 wanted to see it, so DW and I decided to see it first; so we could see if it was appropriate. We decided she could see it... if she read the book first. That weekend she goes for a sleepover... and went to see the movie.

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And laura,,, I'm willing to bet that Come out tonight will blow away your Fifty Shades of Grey,,, or whatever it is,, in the sleasze department.
Ponzi,,,, opinions?
No opinion. It had so little redeeming value that I don't even remember much about it. Heck, I had to google it just to remember what it was about. Plus I doubt I'll ever read 50 Shades, so I can't compare.
not to be confused with the 4 year old who by the look on his face, considered himself to be the official pool squirter.
Well, at least he moved out of the hot tub.
This is when Smidgy got her own starring role in a sitcom with the locals.
hmmm... that sounds interesting.
Boy, I;m doomed,,, I just spent countless hours knocking off what,,, 3 actual hours from the trip? I can turn cooking a 3 minute egg into a 45 minute read.
Ha! When you get a few chapters in and haven't left the airport, give me a call.
BTW, I asked earlier if you'd seen a commercial with a rug. Here it is:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwE8oONv2y0
And thanks for the chapter!
